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Hunters & Collectors

Gut Feeling

Yesterday when I was young and bold

My head was hungry but my feet were cold

To the strings of Mumma's apron - I was tied

From the initiation I tried to hide

I shut my eyes when the truth was all around

Dog in a manger that's where I was found

You can run all your life but don't ya know

You fall in love when there's nowhere else to go

Let the pendulum swing - you can have anything

C'mon wash me clean - gut feeling!

Like a child I was mesmerized

All the lessons of romance I memorised

I could have broken - I could have cried

But I held it in until the feeling died

She turned around and she said to me

"Boy, you're so hard - you're so angry

You're just a child... like everyone else

Why don't ya take five and forget yourself!"

Let the pendulum swing - you can have anything

C'mon wash me clean - gut feeling!

She needed room but I didn't believe her

Broken words coming down the receiver

Everybody's story has a life of its own

But what makes a man is what keeps him alone

Let the pendulum swing - you can have anything

C'mon wash me clean - gut feeling!